Tuesday, January 14, 2025

And also Hope


 My novel: 

An autobiographical novel about a 30-something woman who discovers that she’s an artist while having babies in North Western Ontario before the internet and to have the writing be as authentic as possible - not necessarily plot - driven, but more stream-of-consciousness/ inner life.  

Tuesday, January 7, 2025

Lucia and Mark


Befriend myself. 

Loving kindness toward myself.

Knowing myself and liking myself. 

Just as I am.

I am the ground. 

Pema Chödrön 

Saturday, December 28, 2024

It feels like


 I’m terrified all the time.  All the time.  I just am so afraid. 

Friday, December 13, 2024

Tuesday, December 10, 2024

Murmuration


 Continuing to sew the cloud of birds and I think it is getting close to finishing.  Leaving it in a cloud shape rather than squaring it up.  Praising the mutilated world. 

Saturday, December 7, 2024

Sunday, December 1, 2024

today, yesterday, tomorrow


Heard yesterday: how even if you make a mistake, the music keeps on going when you are in an orchestra.  You just have to catch up with the rest and carry on.   (Angela Truscott)

And how this is kind of like Anne Truitt remembered how she stood in her living room and realized the world was going on out there and she was standing there allowing time to move over and around her and she decided to be a sculptor. (Yield)